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Story of AinaCategory: Stories
Sunday, 1 May 2011
05:32:43 PM (GMT)
Our setting is the peaceful land of Aina, a wonderous and prospering country with
beautiful people. All had lived in happiness and sunlight for as long as anyone could
remember or learn in history from far, far back in the ages. There had been only an
echo of a rumour of a legend of an evil deity, and black, desperatesouls living in a
barren place of existence to far away to matter. Then suddenly one day, the
Divinities sent down a warning to the Oracles. The three readers stood before their
King, King Taetius Ainaen, aghast and ashen with the news of visions of violent and
desolate scenes forthcoming in their lands. But the mighty King just laughed at their
worries, reminded them they had never known anything but peace and prosperity. The
Silver Maiden, Oria Allyahan, fairest in all of time and being was loved and adored
by many, but namely in secret by Torek Ainaen, Prince and future King of Aindahaj.
But Talon, brother of Torek, also pined for her affections unbeknownst to anyone in
the land. On the very day that Torek was making arrangments and gathering up the
corage to proclaim the fair Oria as his choice for future Queen, Talon happily
announces that he Oria are deeply in love and are to wed ere the month's end. Torek
goes to Oria, begging to know if it's true. She says that it is indeed, whereupon he
professes his love, asking her to be his bride. She refuses, saying she loves Talon,
not he, powerful though his position may be. Furious and heartbroken, Torek storms
out of the Castle of Ainaen, never again to be seen. Filled with ever-blackening
rage, Torek sets out and travels far beyond the known realms. He finally comes to
rest in a forsaken land where a hideous breed of creature dwell: the Krakhôn. They
immediately name him their Lord, as they believed in and worshipped the evil god
Sorvahr, and believed him to look as Torek did upon his arrival; mean and bloated
with the menacing power of hatred burning in his eyes. There they bore him gifts and
build him a towering fortress of cold metal that sucked away warmth or beauty out of
its surroundings. This new home he chose to nurse the great hatred growing within
him, destined as his empire, he named Naschtok. As time goes by, his hatred mounts,
along with his desire for revenge. And as his harted grows, his body swells to
accommodate it and he becomes a great and evil beast of profound strength and
terrifying menace, becoming unrecognizable to any who once knew and loved him as
Torek, Prince of Aina. He becoms Sorvahr, god of blackness and destruction. He
nurtures the grotesque and horrific Krakhôn, making of them a loyal army of deadly
force. The day comes many years from when he dissapeared from Aina when he marches
his armies there, destroying much and killing many, brutalizing and defiling his once
beloved land and people. But his eye is on the Castle Ainaen, where his brother Talon
now rules as King - and Oria. He storms the Castle, defeating Talon to a bloody heap
on the floor and drags Oria out screaming, leaving their new-born daughter, Oriana,
with her beloved and now lifeless King, Sorvahr leaves Aina, having his prize in his
arms, and marches victoriously back to Naschtok. His army stays awhile longer to
further torture and bring terror to those of the blessed land, but eventually
withdraws back to the stench of Naschtok. Talon is tended to by the great healers and
makes a full recovery, though his heart remains crushed and torn by his loss. He bids
his kinsmen to take Oriana away into the foothills of the Mighty Mountains of
Lucienne, as she is their last hope. She's given the name of Nalí to disquise her
true identity as the Princess of Aina, and proves over the years to possess an
incredible power and beauty even beyond her mother's, the likes of which no one has
ever seen before. Oria was taken back to Naschtom where she was raped by Toek again
and again, and eventually bears him a son, given the name Syrius. He is raised to
love destruction and war and hate the land and people of Aina, especially King Talon
and the House of Ainaen. Oria is kept prisoner, barely able to keep her wits about
her high above in the fortess of Naschtok. She is allowed out only to eat and to
tutor Syrius, whom she loves despite the evil teachings of his father. She dreams of
and longs for her land, her people, and her sweet Talon, mourning her loss of all of
them. And on occasion, she is visited by Sorvahr, who whispers his cold desires in
her ear and chills her to the bone. One day, Syrius is riding across the plains with
a band of his sodiers when he comes to a lake at the foothills of Lucienne. There he
sees a beautiful maiden bathing in the waters and bids her to come talk with him. The
find much to say to one another, and make plans to meet the following day by the
water. As their meetings continue, they grow fond of each other, each oblivious to
the other's identity. Syrius finds a strange warmth growing in his chest where he
only knows cold hardness, and the beautiful maiden feels confused by her feelings for
this dark and mysterious taveler. Over time their meetings become more intense and
the feel more and more of a connection between each other that neither fully
comprehends, as though they were like souls destined for a like purpose. Finally,
Syrius arrives late one evening, explaining that he's needed to make preperations for
something monumental that is going to happen which will make him a powerful man
indeed. A powerful man who needs a Queen to rule at his side. The maiden falls into
his arms and they make love, and ever-darkening sky brooding above the,, and the
tides of fate flowing their way. In the midst of this budding love, Sorvahr is
planning another attack on Aina, as the Ainae are growing in strength and preperation
for war against Naschtok. Messengers of the House of Ainaen are sent to the foothills
of Lucienne, where it is announced that Nalí is needed to aid her father and people
of Aina's last efforts for freedom to overcome the evil Sorvahr. Days before the
armies of Naschtok are to march over the plains of Aina, Syrius goes to seek comfort
in his love onle last time before they shall rule together. He fines, however, that
she is not there and can find her nowhere. He is torn between the evil preparations
of his father and sweetness and light he has known with his lovely maiden by the
water. His mind is preoccupied and cunfused as he speeds back to his dark homeland to
lead his father's forces to war on the land of the hated Aina, this time to rule
completely and indefinitely occupy the land. Its people are ready for them, however,
and led with a new hope in their hearts by the return and wonder of their Pricess
Oriana, whose powers have grown to unimaginable strengths. As the armies of the House
of Ainaen come to the borders of their land, headed by King Talon and the Princess
Oriana, they meet oncoming Syrius and the demons of Naschtok. A confused Syrius sees
his precious Nalí at the front of the defence of Aina and hals his company, holding
up his hand in a token of parley. He suggests a meeting of leading commaders to
perhaps come to a truce and seek some answers for his reeling mind. Sorvahr sees what
is happening from afar and reaches his hand down out of the sky, crushing and killing
his own son. His face appears in the swirling dark clouds, screaming to Oriana how
dare she turn his own son away from him...and lover her own brother! Crouching down
on the battlefield, cradling her dead love in her arms, who, she now realizes, was of
her own blood, a sadness and wrath seals over her as she's never known before. A
white light pours froth from her as she rises into the sky, singing a song of lament
for all the people manipulated and attacked by the menace of Sorvahr. The purityof
her own love and pity reached out across the distances to Naschtok, following the
line of hate and dispair and destroying Sorvahr and all his evil. The Krakhôn flee,
abandoning their weapons, retreating back from whence they came. The company of Aina
march on to Naschtom to destroy what's left of the fortress and behold their victory.
And lo! There emerges from the rubble the fair Silver Maiden Oria Allyahan Ainaen.
The family of the House of Ainaen is reunited and peace is restored. The people of
Aina emerger better, stronger, and more beautiful and full of love then ever before.
Oriana is forever haunted by the revelation of prosperity, becoming the greatest
Queen in all time.

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